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							“No work is 
							insignificant. All labor that uplifts humanity has 
							dignity and importance and should be undertaken with 
							painstaking excellence.” ― Martin Luther King Jr.
 
 
 Happy May Day!
 
 What is May Day, you ask?
 
 Today marks the mid-point between spring and summer, 
							which is hard to believe since these past few days 
							have been a little reminiscent of winter. In case 
							you are wondering, the converse is true six months 
							from today; November first is the halfway point 
							between fall and winter.
 
 More importantly, in recent years, May 1 has been 
							marked as a day to celebrate and campaign for 
							workers’ rights – commonly known as International 
							Workers’ Day, or Labor Day. Over 80 countries 
							recognize this day with a public holiday.
 
 Labor.
 
 Work.
 
 All of us have been called to a particular vocation, 
							from teaching, accounting and farming to being a 
							stay at home parent and banking. Some of us are 
							nurses and doctors, lawyers and retail workers, food 
							service and administrative assistants, parenting and 
							engineers and mechanics. At some point in our lives, 
							we have all had to work. My first paycheck came from 
							my elementary school: not for my high marks in the 
							classroom, but from the summer I spent painting 
							classrooms and hallways.
 I am fortunate enough to have found alignment in my 
							personal and professional vocations. It is a joy, 
							privilege, and immense gift to work among you as 
							Teaching Elder in the Presbyterian Church U.S.A. 
							Dorothy Day was right when she said, “You will know 
							your vocation by the joy that it brings you. You 
							will know. You will know when it's right.”
 
 But on a day like today, when protests and civil 
							unrest unfolds in countries across the world, I am 
							mindful of those who struggle not only to find work, 
							but in pursuit of fair compensation. I am mindful of 
							those who have lost their jobs and now find it hard 
							to make ends meet.
 
 
  
							Fruit from last year's work in the Presbyteriangarden here in Lincoln, Illinois.
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			I am also mindful of those who have let their labors control their 
			lives. I am mindful of those who have forgotten that work is not a 
			purely private enterprise. The goal of work is not only to enable us 
			to get ahead; the purpose of work is to enable us to get more human 
			and to make our world more just. 
			On a day like today, we as God’s people are reminded that we, in all 
			we do, especially with the particular work in which we are currently 
			engaged, are called to be co-laborers with God. Our call is not to 
			be workaholics, priding ourselves on the amount of time spent in the 
			office or the pile of work we do from the office in our home. No: 
			work, as a spiritual practice, is participation in God’s ongoing 
			creativity. Work is therefore co-creative. Keeping a home that is 
			beautiful and ordered and nourishing and artistic is co-creative. 
			Working in a machine shop that makes gears for tractors is 
			co-creative. Working in an office that processes loan applications 
			for people who are themselves trying to make life more humane for 
			people is co-creative. 
			Participating with love in the world around us is co-creative. 
 Essentially, work is commitment to God’s service. God the creator 
			goes on creating through us. Ultimately, a life spent serving God 
			must be a life spent giving to others what we have been given. This 
			means that we are unable to “opt out.” If we refuse to act, if we 
			refuse to seek justice and equal opportunities for others, we are 
			not a neutral party. Instead, we participate in an unjust system 
			that denies the humanity of others. When what we do becomes more 
			about personal success at the expense of others, the result is our 
			own death. What was a privilege becomes a prison, not only for our 
			own hearts, but for those who can’t find work of their own.
 
 So on this May Day, may we not only give thanks for the work to 
			which we have been called, but also begin to think critically about 
			the way in which our labor perpetuates or liberates the service of 
			others. Most importantly, may we in the work we do bring our 
			communities together with labor to create a just community—a Beloved 
			Community.
 
 In the words of Leslie Knope, “We need to remember what's important 
			in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn't 
			matter, but work is third.”
 
 
 [Adam Quine
 First Presbyterian Church in Lincoln]
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